Early that morning, Zhu Lingwu left the cave and came to the General Affairs Office of the Internal Affairs Office on Fuyang Peak. Registration will be carried out here.

When he was half a body position away from the ground, Zhu Lingwu took back the spiritual power he had instilled in the Pure Yang Feihong Sword. The flying sword, which was shining with colorful streams, suddenly lost its luster and turned into a small sword like a decoration.

However, the small sword was like a live fish, floating to Zhu Lingwu's waist. There was a yellow ear-like lanyard here, which was like a small snake, and it was actively twisting the buckle that penetrated into the hilt of the small sword, and then hung the small sword around its waist.

The pure Yang robe worn by Zhu Lingwu also flashed with a colorful light. When the robe was shaking around her waist, she hid the small sword inside. There was also a hanging storage bag hidden here, shaking next to the small sword like a purse.

The pure Yang robe worn by Zhu Lingwu now is not originally published by the outer sect of Chunyang Sect. Although the color and style of the robe are not much different, as a standard robe worn by inner disciples of the Fuyang Peak lineage, the special effects attached to the robe will naturally have qualitative changes.

Of course, these special effects only increase the defense effect and certain suspension ability of the robes. There is nothing else. After all, it is just a pure Yang Sect standard clothes.

After retracting the Chunyang Feihong Sword, Zhu Lingwu's figure slowly landed on the ground with the support of the spiritual energy released from the robes on his body.

Today is really different from the usual days. In the courtyard where the Fuyang Peak Neishi General Affairs Hall is located, it is rare that it is very popular. On weekdays, it can only be so popular in the Chuangong Academy.

While Zhu Lingwu landed, several Qi-refining disciples from afar, each of them mastered magic weapons, or emitted aura, and cast various flying spells to come to this courtyard.

Most of the people landed on the open space in the courtyard consciously. Some of them were familiar with each other. They greeted each other politely a few times, and then they all walked towards the largest hall in the courtyard, which is the registration office for this sect competition.

However, outside the hall door of the General Affairs Hall of the Internal Affairs Hall, there were about twenty Qi-refining disciples surrounded them. It seemed that they would not be able to enter the door immediately.

Seeing Zhu Lingwu's Chunyang Feihong Sword that Zhu Lingwu had just restrained, these Qi Refining disciples were a little suspicious when they looked at Zhu Lingwu. Obviously, some of them also saw the origin of the Chunyang Feihong Sword and knew that this was a top-grade high-level magic weapon that had been placed in the Lingbao Academy for more than a hundred years, and the value to be exchanged is not cheap.

I didn't expect that someone had exchanged it for now. He was really rich, but it seemed that this person was a little unfamiliar, not like several people in Fuyang Peak.

Just as these Qi Refining disciples were suspicious, Zhu Lingwu had approached them and nodded slightly to them. He said hello.

Among these twenty or so Qi refining disciples, there was a person who seemed to have a certain status. He took the initiative to take the initiative to take the initiative, looked at Zhu Lingwu again, and said, "Well, are you the junior brother who newly entered Fuyang Peak ten years ago? I remember. You are a child of the Zhu family in Chong'an Kingdom in the southwest. Yes, yes, yes, I saw you at the sect competition ten years ago. At that time, you stood out!"

This man was about forty years old, with a hairpin that looked like running water and was scattered behind his head with a hairpin. Two long hairs were left between his temples, which were slightly flowing in the wind.

His eyes were clear, with a faint light of flames, and he was tall and handsome. He was also wearing a pure yang robe. At this time, his face was cheerful and smiling, and he looked leisurely and elegant.

This person's cultivation is just like Zhu Lingwu, and he has reached the thirteenth level of Qi Refining. The twenty Qi Refining disciples next to this person seem to know him and are relatively respectful to him. It seems that they should be an outstanding student among the Qi Refining disciples of Fuyang Peak.

Zhu Lingwu didn't expect that he could recognize him, so he greeted him politely and asked, "It's just that senior brother called me Yang Huai. I don't know what the senior brother calls me?"

"Haha, we're welcome, we're from the Guo family of Yangmo Mansion of the Great Jin Dynasty. However, Junior Brother Yang Huai just calls me Moye. Well, I've heard of many things about my junior brothers. It is said that when my junior brother entered the school, he had only 60% of his qi cultivation. Later, he participated in a trial that was only qualified for the new and outstanding disciples of the Great Jin sects. In just three months, he found the spiritual object's evil condensation, and initially laid the foundation for the tenth level of Qi refining. After this trial, my junior brother went straight to Fuyang Peak and became our same vein. I didn't expect that in just ten years, my junior brother had already achieved the thirteenth level of Qi refining. Alas, this is really ashamed of our senior brothers. It seems that my junior brother's immortal fate is indeed quite good. I'm afraid that soon, we will call us again!"

It turns out that this man was from the Guo family of Chaoyang Mo Mansion of the Great Jin Dynasty. His name should be Guo Moye. However, he really knows a lot about Zhu Lingwu, and he doesn't know if he has paid special attention to it or where he got the news.

"What? I started with the previous sect competition and had just ten years of cultivation to the thirteenth level of Qi Refining!"

"Oh, he just got started ten years ago, so now he is only in his early twenties? Alas, I'm so ashamed, ashamed!"

"Oh, I seem to have heard of such a person, it turns out to be him!"

"By the way, I heard that his qualifications are not..."

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Perhaps after hearing Guo Moye's words, the other twenty Qi Refining disciples couldn't help but exclaim. Indeed, even in the inner sect of Chunyang Sect, if you can practice to the thirteenth level of Qi Refining in ten years like Zhu Lingwu, you will definitely be one of the few.

Most of the Qi Refining Disciples here are already thirty or forty years old, but many people only have the eleventh and second levels of Qi Refining, and even the 10th level of Qi Refining.

Even so, compared with others, as inner disciples of the Fuyang Peak of Chunyang Sect, they are considered elites, and their innate spiritual veins are also good.

But people are so scary that people are more than others. They really need to be ashamed when facing Zhu Lingwu.

However, after knowing who Zhu Lingwu was, they knew nothing about Zhu Lingwu. Many rumors about Zhu Lingwu appeared in their mouths, especially Zhu Lingwu's original qualification for the lower-grade innate spiritual vein was quickly raised by them.

"Oh, it turns out to be Senior Brother Moye. Senior Brother is really over-reward. In fact, my junior brother also obtained a Six-Yang Replenishment Pill from Master Wuya, and he has achieved his current cultivation level. It is not worthy of praise in front of all the senior brothers. In fact, my junior brother's original innate spiritual vein qualification is indeed extremely poor!"
Chapter completed!